Ikea

Cas and I started off our day yesterday with a nice breakfast.  I wonder when it will stop impressing him that I fry eggs sometimes.  No matter- if it makes him happy for me to double up what I used to cook just for me and share half with him, I see no reason to stop.  

He wanted to make his way to a class at the Cooper Center yesterday- apparently the most difficult class of the week.  It's offered around lunchtime on Saturdays, so he isn't always able to make it to that one.  

Earlier in the morning, Alejandro sent a text to tell me that there was a third offer on my house.  Three offers in three days.  Wow.  Later in the day, he texted to tell me that the home inspection is scheduled for Wednesday of this week.  All is moving along...  Hopefully, the home inspector comes up with a short list.  I don't have a lot or time or money to play around with fixing lots of stuff.  

Anyhow, while the house-selling stuff happens in the background, Cas went to his class and managed to come back in time to run a few errands with me.  We went to Ikea- a trip we never intend to repeat.  I thought they may have some good options for the furniture we're after.  We saw a few appealing things, but mostly, we moved through the store like cows through Temple Grandin's livestock handling machine.  We were not slaughtered at the end, though.  We were offered the opportunity to purchase Swedish meatballs.  They were pretty good.  

I took photos of the furniture we liked so we could look everything up online later, but the wall-to-wall humans made the trip less fun than I thought it would be.  No matter- we're narrowing it down.  I think we will be able to agree on a breakfast nook table, a bathroom cabinet and a china hutch-thingy very soon.  

After Ikea, we went to the house on Modella and watered the plants.  We did that on the way to his Mom's house.  The plan was to swim in the afternoon, dry off and have dinner.  Here is a shot of Cas and me in the pool:

Good times.  Anyhow, it's Sunday, so I am headed out soon to go to my parents' house.  I have to hit up Modella again and water the plants.  They're not great plants or anything, but they do give the place some curb appeal.  I want to keep them from dying as long as the house is actually mine- plus, it gives me an excuse to go back and satisfy my paranoia about the safety of the house.  I keep the plants from dying and I make sure the windows are all intact.  It's becoming a routine, now.  

Cas has a few more days off of work than I do.  I'm a little jealous of that, but I'll suck it up.  I just need to settle into my pattern for the year.  Sunday: Mom and Dad's house.  Monday: back to it.  I'm clearly not quite there yet- on Friday, my eyes were drifting shut during dinner.  It's a work in progress.  I guess that's why we have to go back before the children...